The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1887-03-13

Ready to reek with blood-or roar
| The minute Britons sailed for shore.
In vain they tried to cross the stream
And reach the bank, wherein were seen
The foe-but they had not the power =
| To face the storm in that fierce hour.
Britannia frowned, and Orleans isle
Again was sought-there for while
To wait more suspicious time
To come favor their design.
Thanks to heroic Wolfe: how. long
Did Quebec's heights, although so strong,
| Resist his bravery and skill,
! Directed by an iron will?
| At eve France proudly Quebec owned;
The morn beheld her power dethroned.
| Little they thought, when moved the feet
Down Saint Lawrence's spark ng sheet,
As if in shame, they did retreat,
That they were then onovengeance bent;
And that before the next cock crew,
Or morning star arose to view,
They would return with muffled oars,
And place their inmates, pom their shores;
Mount, one by one, the craggy steep
The chamois scarce would dare to leap,
Meier faltering, but still pressing on,
Until appeared the gGmmering dawn-
When every man of that brave band
Right vis-a-vis with them should stand.
The Gaul awoke, and on his sight,
Partly obscured by fading night,
He dimly saw strange troops advancing,
And thought he heard fierce chargers pranc-
ing.
Was it a fantasy, or spell?
He did not know he could not tell;
So sudden did they greet his view
He doubted If his eyes were true.
| II was no dream; in stern array
They wait impatient for the day,
When Geul and Saxon with deep rage
In deadly conflict should engage.
From fort TO fort the tidings rang,
Each Gaul impetuOusly sprang,
As if q thunderbolt's loud clang
Had zenith sky.
For deemed they inaccessible
Their stronghold-e'ent to fiends of hell;
That human power ne'er could expel,
Or dare defy
Them, in their cloud capp'd fortress hold.
But there the Union Jack" was streaming,
While Gael and Saxon brands were cleaning
Grasp'd by brave hands, which lOnged to
WELD
Them-fghting on the battle field.
There stood that firm unfiinching few
Whom zephyrS never kissed more true;
And plaided chief and grenadier
Stood side by side, and gave cheer
In honor of Old England's flag
That rolled upon the breeze from many
erag.
The rose and thistle intertwined,
Were emblems of one heart and mind.
The crimson tide did never start
Inc DeaClnS OF drawer neart
Than that of saxon or of Scot
Who on that day like lions fought;
Aud Scotia neer shall be forgot;
Her hardy sons true loyalty
Will shine with lustrous purity
Long as that frowning height shall stand
Or England's flag wave DER her land.
In fancy's eye, methinks see
A fair-hsired youth. with movements free
The flower of English chivalry
Smile on the brave.
That smile, l ween, meant to convey
His confidence in them, that tkey
That morn would win a victory
And Quebec save.
His name on the historic page
Will be inscribed from age to age
And although nations rise and fall
The name of Wolfe will survive all
Who noble victory won
! OF old AlbiOn's warlike sons
Than Wolfe, the hero of Quebec?
Who for his life did little reck,
| put boldly rushed where carnage spread
The wounded, dying and the dead
Where war ragged hottest, his 1.-THE form
Was seen, Drawing the iron storm
Which left there hundreds, stark and pale
, So fercely sped that deadly gale.
The hour is come; the trumpet's call
Rings shrilly round yon fortre SIS wall;
| AuOIuST DldEc nils On the ear,
Back fly the ponderous gates, and then
Appear multitude of men
| With many banners waving high;
And shouting their wild battle cry.
They Britains Standard then espy.
| AlbionS sons next loudly shout
Their ancient wary cry, Victory!
! Until they thunder seem to fiout,
| Fen in lis greatest majesty.
With haughtiness the sons of France
| Precipitately now advance
Like thunder clouds by tempest borne,
Or avalanche from mountain torn
They rush, with maddened fury on.
Then, there arose so wild CRY
Up ringing toward the dark blue sky
To raise lis wsiling, voice so high
| As that hoarse roar:
| Which up toward heav'n then ascending
Quick the subtle air was rending-
II the concave near was bending
And kind nature twas offending
At peace before.
That deaf'ning shout scarce died away
Ere the discha ge of musketry
PROLONGED the horrid din that rose
| Between those fierce contending foes
Who now sent Ger the crowded plain
The kissing globes" with deadly aim.
Incessant vOlleys loudly boom;
Each fash reflects soldiers tomb,
And from the shock both armies reel,
Yet did they seem invincible
For every man with strong. good will
Rallied and fought with greater fury still
Like waves of ocean uncontrolled
The tide OF battle onward rolled,
Gathering fury as it went
As whirlWinds by the storm-cloud sent
Now Gaul and Saxon, hand to hand
TIpOu each other draw the brand: